Disclaimer: It belongs to God (Jhonen Vasquez) only God, no one else. Not me, nope....
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Squee waited. And waited. He knocked again.
"Who's there?"
The voice was definatly Johnny's, but is sounded old and tired.
"It's me! Squee!"
"Squee?"
Todd heard rustling on the other side of the door. After a moment of silence the door opened and Johnny stood in the frame.
He was as skinny as ever, only now he wore loose clothes that almost fell off of his body making him seem thinner than before. His navy hair was long and streaked with silver marks of age. His face was worn and split with deep lines. He looked so old.
"Come in, come in!"
Squee followed the man slowly, trying to figure out how the man could have aged so quickly. He stopped dead as he enetered the house.
He had never been in his neighbor's house before, but he didn'y expect it to be like this. The floor was covered in deep blue carpet and the walls were clean and yellow. A couch sat in the middle of the room across from a small television set.
"Nny?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm going now."
"Please, don't..." Squee's former neighbor looked up at him pitifully "I missed you!"
"I missed you too Nny, but...you've changed."
"No I haven't!!"
"Yes, you have! Look around you! This is not who you used to be!"
"Isn't this better though? Less depressing?"
"No, no, no!! This isn't you! You aren't this!" Todd pointed to the walls. "You aren't this kind of person Nny!"
"I am, or was, before...before I was a slave to that damn, whatever the Hell it was!"
The younger boy shook his head.
"I'm sorry Nny."
Todd turned and walked to the door.
"Please don't! Squee! Don't leave me!"
Johnny ran after him, grabbing his wrist.
"I can't, Johnny, you're different." He pulled his wrist free from the older man's grasp and walked out the door. "Good bye Johnny."
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That's it! That's the end! Depressing, no?
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Squee waited. And waited. He knocked again.
"Who's there?"
The voice was definatly Johnny's, but is sounded old and tired.
"It's me! Squee!"
"Squee?"
Todd heard rustling on the other side of the door. After a moment of silence the door opened and Johnny stood in the frame.
He was as skinny as ever, only now he wore loose clothes that almost fell off of his body making him seem thinner than before. His navy hair was long and streaked with silver marks of age. His face was worn and split with deep lines. He looked so old.
"Come in, come in!"
Squee followed the man slowly, trying to figure out how the man could have aged so quickly. He stopped dead as he enetered the house.
He had never been in his neighbor's house before, but he didn'y expect it to be like this. The floor was covered in deep blue carpet and the walls were clean and yellow. A couch sat in the middle of the room across from a small television set.
"Nny?"
"Hmm?"
"I'm going now."
"Please, don't..." Squee's former neighbor looked up at him pitifully "I missed you!"
"I missed you too Nny, but...you've changed."
"No I haven't!!"
"Yes, you have! Look around you! This is not who you used to be!"
"Isn't this better though? Less depressing?"
"No, no, no!! This isn't you! You aren't this!" Todd pointed to the walls. "You aren't this kind of person Nny!"
"I am, or was, before...before I was a slave to that damn, whatever the Hell it was!"
The younger boy shook his head.
"I'm sorry Nny."
Todd turned and walked to the door.
"Please don't! Squee! Don't leave me!"
Johnny ran after him, grabbing his wrist.
"I can't, Johnny, you're different." He pulled his wrist free from the older man's grasp and walked out the door. "Good bye Johnny."
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That's it! That's the end! Depressing, no?